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Migraine My grain My grave My brain twisted like five ways Ain't life great? This knife came thru my frame cut quite straight Migraine My main concern is my pain quite strained razor like blades invade like sin stays Sensai's zen ways just give way **** this **** stain Apologies if I've been vague
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Apr 1, 2016
Apr 1, 2016 at 9:25 PM UTC
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Migraine My grain My grave My brain twisted like five ways Ain't life great? This knife came thru my frame cut quite straight Migraine My main concern is my pain quite strained razor like blades invade like sin stays Sensai's zen ways just give way **** this **** stain Apologies if I've been vague
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Apr 1, 2016 at 9:25 PM UTC
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